The muse for the name poem of Philip Levine's A stroll with Tom Jefferson isn't the founding father and 3rd president of the U.S. that the majority readers may think upon listening to the identify. Levine's Tom Jefferson is sort of diverse from his namesake: he's an African American residing in a destitute zone of business Detroit.

F. T. Prince’s amassed Poems 1935-1992 comprises the entire paintings that he wanted to maintain, from his earliest released poems to past due, uncollected items. Prince has develop into most sensible identified for his wartime poem Soldiers Bathing’, a meditation on violence and redemption. gathered Poems finds the riches of a lifetime’s paintings.

No fewer than 223 verses in Proverbs look twice (79 sets), 3 times (15 sets), or maybe 4 instances (5 units) in exact or a little bit altered form—more than 24% of the ebook. Heim analyzes all of those, featuring them in delineated Hebrew strains and in English translation. the place applicable, the translations are through textual notes that debate uncertainties concerning the textual witnesses (textual feedback) and discover lexical, grammatical, and syntactical difficulties.

The days grew longer, And at length the next bewilderment began. I imagined someone in a tower, a falling angel Tumbling out of solitude, her vision suddenly taking in A field of paper scraps and desiccated dogshit Strewn across the Mall, a vista of debris 33 Left stranded by the winter’s cool and melting snow. I found myself enchanted by the season’s Tangible detritus, yet the buildings and the real trees, The grocery and the hardware and the liquor stores Became obscured, and I could only see myself in what I saw —As though the sky were a reflecting pool That answered to the soul’s uncertain, milky blue.

These things and their negations are all true. All these are things I know. And what I knew Is sand, and the hours answer with a chime. The sin is will: the madness to restore, The will to what was so indefinite before It seems a story, painful as a knife Twisted in the wound, that returned to life Just once, the once of once upon a time. 24 C ONTEMPORARIES AND A NCESTO RS Sure, some words were spelled differently, And the clothes and customs weren’t the same. Maybe some of the pets were different too —The polecat-ferret, the parakeet— Yet behind the blizzard of appearance From whence those first impressions came There was always something constant, and shared.

V At the ending of the remake of The Thing Kurt Russell and one other guy Are all that’s left of what had been the crew Of an Antarctic outpost. Some horrifying presence —Some protean thing—establishes itself Inside the person of an ordinary man And then, without a warning, erupts in devastation. The two survivors eye each other slowly, Neither knowing whether one of them Still holds the horror.